Burning Daylight

diary entries , essays

Remembering Remembering

Leilani Chavez 8:14 PM 0

The year 2016 will close in a few hours and my Facebook feed gets bombarded with how horrible the current year had been with its share of sh...

diary entries

The End

Leilani Chavez 9:31 PM 0

I believe in signs. It's not because they're romantic but because noticing them means one thing: awareness. When I get preoccupie...

diary entries , scriptwriting , writing

Sunday

Leilani Chavez 2:55 PM 0

8:03 a.m. I am on the verge of a creative breakdown. I've been ruminating on a feature film concept since June but my muse hasn'...

music

Daylight's wasting

Leilani Chavez 8:26 PM 0

diary entries

Saturday Night

Leilani Chavez 9:07 PM 0

They don’t put bubbles in the milktea anymore. They omitted the Thai version and retained this one, a brown concoction with more milk than t...

creative writing , diary entries , essays , palette of place , travel , writing , writing prompt

Stalemate

Leilani Chavez 1:00 PM 0

Raindrops hit my ankles as I breeze through the cobblestones. Looming around are ancestral houses painted new, in a street littered with ki...

childhood bedroom , creative nonfiction , creative writing , essays , writing , writing prompts

Childhood Bedroom

Leilani Chavez 11:23 PM 0

I was nine when Mama decided to wash the whole house in light pink. My room was not spared. Pink was nice but too girly and the sudden colo...

creative writing , diary entries , essays , writing , writing prompts , you ought to be in photos

Bunso

Leilani Chavez 2:48 PM 0

In this photo you are a conqueror. Do you notice how we crowd to you? How we struggle to get into the frame, be included in your light? You...

creative nonfiction , creative writing , essays , writing , writing prompts

Seattle’s Best Coffee, Tomas Morato

Leilani Chavez 10:02 PM 0

Tuesday, July 5, 6:44 p.m. to 7:23 p.m. An ageing woman has a plump foot propped up on a wooden chair. She wears a bright blue baseball...

diary entries

Today

Leilani Chavez 12:03 AM 0

I broke my blue glass. My stoneware salt pig fell from its altar and rolled over, hitting my overturned glasses like pins in a blowling alle...

creative nonfiction , creative writing , essays , writing prompts

Pop

Leilani Chavez 11:53 PM 0

A bulbous cherry glittered underneath a concoction of vodka and soda. I circled the mouth of the glass, the clear well illuminating the li...